La Plaza De Las Palmeras - Jarabe De Palo

La plaza de las palmeras

es el centro de la tierra

en la plaza siempre hay vida,

da y noche, noche y da.

La plaza de las palmeras

es la casa de una vieja

una vieja muy borracha,

duerme, fuma, bebe y canta.

Hay bohemios en la plaza,

pobres, ricos y morenos,

vendedores ambulantes,

putas, listos y pendejos.

En la plaza, en su esquina,

vive Juan, el de Mara;

su terraza da a la plaza,

y en su casa siempre hay vida.

En los bares de la plaza

se comercia la mandanga,

Jazz, flamenco, mambo y salsa,

segn marca la demanda.

Hay jaleo en la plaza,

vino, whisky y tomateo,

y en la plaza siempre hay vida

da y noche, noche y da.

The square of the palm trees

is the center of the earth

in the square there is always life,

day and night, night and day.

The square of the palm trees

it is the house of an old

a very drunk old woman,

she sleeps, smokes, drinks and sings.

There are bohemians in the square,

poor, rich and brown,

Street sellers,

whores, smart and assholes.

In the square, on your corner,

Juan lives, the one of Mara;

his terrace overlooks the square,

and in his house there is always life.

In the bars of the square

Mandanga is traded,

Jazz, flamenco, mambo and salsa,

according to the demand.

There is a ruckus in the square,

wine, whiskey and tomato,

and in the square there is always life

day and night, night and day.